pepsi&mentos / bseph

nine

ーsponges

it's when they get back to taehyung's place that they realize just how much bags there are—if they counted right, there were at least fourteen, and only two were small accessory bags.

they line the doorway, and even though matthew is holding the small ones, it still looks like they bought out the whole store.

"did you really look at all this?" jseph asks, flopping down onto the couch with a huff.

matthew gives a goofy grin and shrugs, but doesn't hesitate to start looking through them all.

the first bag is full of hoodies and jackets, ranging from blue to even a rainbow bomber—and they all look great, like some of them would end up in taehyung's closet instead...he needs to think of an excuse in advance.

the second is full of ripped jeans and board shorts, and taehyung wolf whistles when matthew slips his jeans off to try a pair on—exposing classy name brand briefs—each pair fit pretty darn snug, pants never too short; shorts never too small, and—now that he thinks about it, how good do you have to be at your job to know someone's size without asking?

x-games mode good, that's how.

he lets the thought sit for a second before letting it go, lazily watching as matthew dumps the next bag out on the floor—then he coughs out a hearty laugh that matthew immediately questions.

his laughter only worsens and gets louder and—

"what? what!?" the giant exclaims, pulling his shirt off to try on a k-idol looking button up—and jseph has to use every thing in his core to stabilize his finger and point at the one thing that seems like it shouldn't be there.

matthew follows the finger, slowly, and pauses in confusion before going back and doing it again—and then when he sees it...

he screeches, face turning red before he runs out of the room, coming back just as quickly; wearing only his boxers.

"I HAVE TO PUT THIS ON BEFORE YOU RETURN IT."

"NO—" taehyung screeches, jumping out of the couch, but matthew already has the silky getup in his hands and—"HOW WILL I RETURN IT IF YOU RIP IT YOU DUMBASS!?" he screams out again, running after the giant to snatch it away—but he doesn't get it in time, and matthew is already pulling it on in the doorway of jseph's room; fucking up his hair and everything.

"IT'LL FIT BRO, DON'T DOUBT ME I—oh my god this is so funny, TAKE MY PICTURE. I'm the most beautiful woman ever."

jseph freezes.

"oh my god dude where is my camera this is so—"

matthew snorts, painfully loud, then poses—"COME ON BRO, I DON'T HAVE ALL DAY."

"SHUDDUP I'M TRYING." he screeches back, running out of the doorway to find his phone—he scrambles to find his phone and the couch, but then he sees his old polaroid and runs for it instead.

"COME ON BRO, YOU SHOULDN'T MAKE LADIES WAIT." matthew bellows out, tone pitched and horribly squeaky, and taehyung fights to turn it on.